Krishnamurti

 The wood was asleep; the path through it was dark and winding. There was not a thing stirring. The long twilight was disappearing and the silence of the night was covering the earth. The small gurgling stream, so insistent during the day, was conceding to the quietness of the coming night. Through the small opening among the leaves were the stars, brilliant and very close. The darkness of the night is as necessary as the light of day. The welcoming trees were withdrawn into themselves and distant; they were all around, but were aloof and unapproachable; they were asleep, not to be disturbed. In this quiet darkness, there was growth and flowering, gathering strength to meet the vibrant day. Night and day are essential; both give life, energy, to all living things. Only man dissipates it. —Krishnamurti

From The Beauty of Life – Krishnamurti’s Journal